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| This week I have been working in Ely, same job, but different place. For those of you from Walsall who may read my blog, think of Beechdale and you have some idea of what Ely is like. The downside of working here is that I'm doing the same thing all day, sorting files, joyful, with one other person - a lovely middle aged man who likes to tell me his life story all day long and then describe everything that is wrong with him in way too much detail. On the plus side, we have a radio, so time passes a little quicker when you're listening to Terry Wogan.
Some highlights from working in Ely so far:
On my first day I nearly didn't make it due to a road closure - a woman had covered herself in petrol and threatened to set herself alight in the middle of a petrol station. Thankfully she didn't.
On Thursday I was all alone, or so I thought....there I was, with the radio on loud singing along to Abba when someone suddenly appeared. ARGH.
Amongst the many different forms I have to sort through is a refusals form, for people to fill in why they don't want to accept a certain house. The best excuse so far - "I couldn't find it".
And today was quite eventful, a tenant came in and wasn't too happy - he said he was going to burn the place down. Luckily for us it was raining quite heavily and continued to do so, so any attempts he may have made may not have been that successful. And considering we have no fire exits on the first floor I'm quite thankful. He then came back and told us he wasn't going to burn the place down, but just shoot the housing officer.
And joy of joys, my boss emailed today to say he wanted me to stay in Ely next week also. I think I may invest in a fire and bullet-proof vest. Ahhh, it's all fun.
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| - Take Simon Ewing's super huge power kite + a few strong gusts of wind + one Beckrum attached = recipe for disaster involving one Beckrum flying high, landing hard and being dragged along for a while before letting go.....
- Take one rather pebbly beach + one bodyboard + one Beckrum + super huge waves = recipe for disaster involving one Beckrum getting knocked over by super huge wave and then dragged along lovely pebbly seafloor.....
- Take one very excitable Alison Joy Young + one Beckrum + the chance of the two meeting at 3 Cosmeston Street = recipe for disaster involving a certain Miss Young's knee making contact with Beckrum's foot at considerable force.....
Follow these instructions and you too can have injuries like mine! 
Please note: this is my teeny tiny kite. This doesn't injure me.
Also please note: Beckrum was injured in the making of this post.
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| Recently, I seem to have attracted a few animals, and I thought I'd blog about them.
A few weeks back, on our way home from house group, me and Sheems discovered a cat. I decided to give it a friendly stroke and it promptly decided to follow us home. All despite Shima's cries of 'I don't like it!' 'I can't see it, where is it? It might jump out on me' 'Make it stop following us!' etc. Anyway, we made it home and it waltzed into our house and started exploring every inch of it before decided it liked Shima's room the best, and settled down under her bed. Eventually, after copious amounts of coaxing it came out, and curled up on a chair and fell asleep.
Last week, my family and I went for a walk up the river Taff to Llandaff cathedral with our dog Benson in tow. Upon reaching the Taff, a dog found us and decided to adopt us as its new family. It seemed to like Benson, and followed him around despite his complete disinterest. 'Sasha' happily trotted alongside us all the way to Llandaff (luckily not getting splatted whilst crossing the A48). Upon wandering around the cathedral, we walked into a walled area, with Sasha in tow. Another family passed us and Sasha started to trot off after them. We seized our chance and ran behind the wall and pegged it. And that was the last we saw of Sasha. So if you meet anyone looking for a dog named Sasha, point them in the direction of Llandaff......
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| Last Friday, a very exciting package arrived in the post for me: my provisional driving license!! Whoop whoop. So now I can actually book some lessons!! Well, due to this excitement, and the fact that I hadn't booked any lessons yet, Vickrum allowed me to go for a spin around Lidl's carpark. With great precision and skill I motored along, not even stalling once. I even got into 2nd gear! Then, disaster struck (literally). After getting into a tight spot, I realised I would actually have to reverse to get out (having only reversed once before, in Smellon's banger). So I put it smoothly into reverse, and then put my foot down slightly too hard....resulting in Vickrum's car colliding with a rather large kerb at a higher than average speed. Damage occured similar to that in the picture below:
 JOKE!! Ok, so I did reverse slightly quickly into a huge kerb, it was massive!! and it was dark....(I've run out of excuses now) this is the damage I actually did:
 Sorry Vickrum!! I think the next car that I shall be driving will have dual controls.....
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| This weekend has been weird. It all started yesterday, when I went to the cinema. So this incident is not that weird, but just a little freaky.... Upon exiting the cinema after seeing 'The Pursuit of Happyness', I got pushed along with a crowd of people all coming out together. Suddenly, the man in front of me decides to reach behind him and grab my coat and pull me along. ARGH. Luckily, it was only for a second, as he turned around, looked absolutely mortified when he realised I was not actually his girlfriend/wife, and apologised profusely several times. Quite funny from my point of view, but I think he was just a tad embarrassed.
Second weird/scary event of the weekend occurred after the cinema, whilst watching Smallville in our lounge. I think some of you may also have heard it, but there was the hugest clap of thunder and brightest flash of lightning I have ever heard/seen. Smellon thought a bomb had gone off!! So that was very scary weird, I was positive it had hit right outside our house.
Third weird/bizarre event occurred this morning. I was happily munching my breakfast, when I happened to glance outside the window and see a...wait for it....bright blue budgie sitting in our tree! Below is a picture of it (just in case you didn't believe me...)
 And this afternoon was spent at Katie, Bev and Alison's, with Miss Becky Lamb. Yeah, she's weird.
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